An elderly man lay in a hospital, with his wife of 55 years, sitting at his bedside.

"Is that you, Ethel, at my side again"? he whispered.

"Yes, dear," she answered.

He softly said to her, "Remember years ago when I was in the Veteran's hospital? You were with me then. You were with me when we lost everything in that fire and Ethel, when we were poor, you stuck with me then too."

The man sighed and said, "I tell you, Ethel, you are bad luck!"